Cut The Deck

One of the new songs with lyrics by Robert Hunter introduced by the
Mickey Hart Band in 2011.

I built your house
And laid your floor
I carried your flag
And I fought your war
I swear by the toes
Of the Jones above
All I ever wanted was
Some of your love
Just some of your love

I was born one American spring
When love didn't matter and the birds didn't sing
Rolled from my cradle and picked up my drum
Crawled to the highway and stuck out my thumb

I slept in the forest of shut my mouth
I woke with the sun and I cut due south
Didn't know nothing, I was starting from scratch
I needed hot water, I invented the match

The match wouldn't strike, I invented the glass
And drank cold water thinking all things pass
Rode on a black horse, rode upon a white
Whistled up the wind, and taught it how to bite

And I built your house
And laid your floor
I carried your flag
And I fought your war
I swear by the toes
Of the Jones above
All I ever wanted was
Some of your love
Just some of your love
Just some of your love

Gambled with the boneman, one black night
Forty nine cards, we were three jacks light
I couldn't tell an ace from a deuce by feel
Boneman said, shut up and deal

I'll cash my chips one American night
One thing I learned, and I learned it right
Say what you say, say what you like
Snakes always rattle just before they strike

The match wouldn't strike, I invented the glass
Drank cold water thinking all things pass
Rode on a black horse, rode upon a white
Whistled up the wind, and taught it how to bite

And I built your house
And laid your floor
I carried your flag
And I fought your war
I swear by the toes
Of the Jones above
All I ever wanted was
Some of your love

And I built your house
And laid your floor
I carried your flag
And I fought your war
I swear by the toes
Of the Jones above
All I ever wanted was
Some of your love
Just some of your love
Just some of your love
Just some of your love
Just some of your love
[etc]